Chapter 145 The Supreme God Leads His Entire Clan to Funeral! He Then Recruits Them to Become the Mine's Big Boss

In the center of the Chaos Zone, countless warships were densely packed, stretching as far as the eye could see.

On the bridge of the command ship, Fatty Wang was clutching a golden abacus, clicking away rapidly, his mouth unable to close from smiling.

"Brother Ye! We really are the best in the universe now!"

"It really makes a difference having the Twelve Main Gods as supervisors; the mining output has quintupled!"

"The average level of the Player Legion has now broken through to the Cosmic level; any one of them could solo the Chaos Lord from before!"

"All 120,000 divine warships have been upgraded to the Creator level; a single shot can shatter a galaxy!"

Qin Wentian wiped the Creator God Sword in his hands, his face full of excitement.

"The players are about to go crazy from waiting."

"I heard there are a trillion enemies and 108 Ancient Gods this time; everyone has cleared out their inventories."

"Many people have hired logistics teams in advance specifically to help them pick up equipment, just in case they can't carry it all."

Su Qinghan handed over the latest combat readiness report.

"The 500 billion cannon fodder legion is fully armed, and each person has been equipped with a holy rifle."

"The three major planes have sent another 10 billion reinforcements, and our total troop strength has now reached 35 billion."

"All godhead deprivation missiles and Creator swallowing cannons are loaded and ready to fire at any time."

Ghost adjusted his glasses, pointed at the rapidly moving red dots on the big screen, and said, "Brother Ye, they're here."

"Ten million Supreme Temple warships, one trillion elite warriors, and 108 Ancient Gods."

"The one leading them is the Supreme God, whose energy intensity is one hundred times that of the Twelve Main Gods combined."

"In five minutes, they will enter our ambush zone."

Lin Ye leaned back in his chair, holding an iced cola, sipping it slowly.

"No rush. Wait until they are all inside, then close the door to beat the dog."

"Don't let a single one escape this time; capture them all to go mining."

"The 108 Ancient Gods can serve as sub-supervisors, and the Supreme God can be the big boss of the mining field."

"Understood!"

On the other side, on the Supreme God's flagship, the "Genesis."

The Supreme God sat on a throne crafted from an entire stellar core, his body radiating a blinding, holy light.

Standing below him were the 108 Ancient Gods, each with their noses in the air, incredibly arrogant.

The Time God stroked his long white beard and said slowly, "What a joke. It's just a low-level native, and it actually requires all of us to mobilize."

"If it weren't for the order from the Supreme God, I wouldn't have bothered to come out of the River of Time."

The Space God snapped his fingers, and the surrounding space distorted instantly. "When I get there, I'll throw him directly into a spatial rift and let him drift in the void forever. That way, we won't dirty our hands."

The Destruction God clenched his fists, a black aura of destruction rising from his body. "I will blow Earth into pieces and turn all the Earthlings into ashes. Only then can we warn others who dare to resist us."

The other Ancient Gods echoed him, all thinking this was just a formality.

They were gods who had existed since the birth of the universe, the true masters of the universe. In their eyes, Lin Ye was not even as good as an ant.

The Supreme God snorted coldly, his tone icy. "Don't underestimate that Lin Ye. He was able to defeat the Twelve Main Gods, so he must have some ability. But this time we have a trillion-strong army, plus you 108 Ancient Gods. No matter how powerful he is, he is definitely no match for us. Once we take him down, I will destroy the entire universe and recreate one that only obeys us."

Just then, the alarms of the entire fleet suddenly blared wildly at the same time. The ear-piercing sirens instantly spread to every warship.

"Warning! Warning! Detected super-strong unknown field coverage!"

"Warning! All godheads are under extreme suppression! Power reduced by 99.9%!"

"Warning! Holy energy completely ineffective! All systems paralyzed!"

All the Ancient Gods' expressions changed drastically. "What is going on?! Why can't I use any of my divine power?! What kind of hellish field is this? It can actually suppress my origin godhead!"

They desperately tried to activate the divine power within them, but found it useless. The divine power felt frozen; they couldn't even mobilize a sliver of it.

Just then, Lin Ye's voice suddenly rang out across the communication channels of all the warships. "Yo, Supreme God, and all you Ancient Gods, welcome to the Chaos Zone. I am Lin Ye, the low-level native you want to wipe out. Thank you for bringing a trillion lackeys and ten million warships to specially deliver labor to me. I've been waiting for you for a long time."

The Supreme God was trembling with rage, pointing at the communicator and roaring, "Lin Ye! You damn heretic! How dare you use such despicable means! If you have the guts, release the field and let's have a fair fight!"

Lin Ye laughed. "A fair fight? You 109 fighting one, and you have the nerve to call it a fair fight? Besides, if I can win easily, why would I bother fighting you hard? I'll give you two choices. First, lay down your weapons and surrender, sign a lifetime labor contract, and go work in the mines. Second, I will directly strip you of your godheads, turn you into ordinary people, and throw you to dig the hardest coal. Choose."

"Dream on!" The Destruction God was the first to jump out and roar, "I am the God of Destruction! I would rather die than surrender!" "All warriors, listen to my command! Charge! Kill Lin Ye!"

A trillion Supreme Temple warriors immediately rushed out of the warships, holding holy weapons, and pounced toward Lin Ye's direction. They were dense, blocking out the sky; the entire universe was filled with them.

Lin Ye smiled faintly and said into the communicator, "Players, it's time to eat!" As soon as his voice fell, the 35 billion strong Player Legion rushed out simultaneously. They wore shining Cosmic-level divine armor and wielded various kinds of Creator artifacts, pouncing like tigers descending a mountain.

"Charge! Ancient artifacts are dropping!" "That Destruction God in black is mine! No one grab him!" "Brothers, focus fire! Kill the Ancient Gods to get red artifacts!"

The battle broke out instantly. But this was not a battle at all; it was a one-sided slaughter. The players could kill dozens of Supreme Temple warriors with one slash and punch through a dozen warships with one blow. The trillion Supreme Temple warriors were like wheat in front of them; one cut and a large swath fell. Screams and the sound of breaking weapons rose and fell one after another.

In less than three minutes, the trillion Supreme Temple warriors were completely wiped out. Not a single survivor remained. The universe was floating with fragments of holy weapons and shining godhead fragments.

Fatty Wang held a big loudspeaker and shouted from the back, "Everyone, pay attention! Complete godheads are being bought back for 10 million each!" "Don't throw away the ancient artifact fragments either! One million gold coins per piece!" "Hand them all over to the logistics department for on-the-spot settlement!"

The players' hands were sore from picking up equipment, and everyone was smiling from ear to ear.

The Destruction God looked at this scene, his eyes turning red. "Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!" "My trillion-strong army!" He roared as he rushed out of the flagship, pouncing toward Lin Ye. Although his godhead was suppressed, he felt his physical body could still kill Lin Ye.

Lin Ye sat on the deck of the command ship without even moving. He just raised his right hand and flicked it lightly. A beam of golden light shot out, piercing straight through the Destruction God's shoulder. The Destruction God let out a miserable scream and fell to the ground.

Lin Ye waved his hand casually, and a chain flew out, binding him tightly. "Next."

The remaining 107 Ancient Gods looked at each other and braced themselves to charge up. Although they were afraid, they also knew that surrendering would definitely not end well.

Lin Ye smiled and stood up. His figure flashed, and he instantly appeared in the middle of the gods. "Slap, slap, slap, slap, slap!" A series of crisp slapping sounds rang out. In less than ten seconds, all 107 Ancient Gods were slapped flying. They lay on the ground, bruised and swollen, wailing and screaming for their parents.

Lin Ye casually threw out 107 chains and tied them all up.

The Supreme God stood on the bridge of the flagship, watching this scene, completely stunned. The 108 Ancient Gods couldn't even take a single move from Lin Ye? How was this possible?! He was the creator of the universe!

Lin Ye looked up at the Supreme God, his tone flat. "It's your turn."

The Supreme God trembled all over and roared, "I'll fight you to the death!" He rushed out of the flagship abruptly, his body erupting with his final divine power. "Creator's Divine Punishment!" A white column of energy shot from his hands, carrying world-destroying power, and fired toward Lin Ye. This move was enough to destroy the entire galaxy.

Lin Ye smiled faintly and extended his right hand. He caught the Creator's Divine Punishment with his bare hands. Then he squeezed it gently. The energy column instantly dissipated without a trace.

The Supreme God's expression changed drastically. "How is this possible?! This is my strongest ultimate move!"

Lin Ye backhanded him with a slap to the face. With a loud "bang," the Supreme God flew out like a cannonball, smashing through hundreds of Supreme Temple warships before stopping. He lay in the ruins, covered in blood, his holy robes turned into rags. His face was swollen like a pig's head; even his own mother wouldn't recognize him.

Lin Ye walked up to him and looked down at him from above. "Now, are you willing to surrender?"

The Supreme God looked at Lin Ye's cold eyes and finally completely broke down. He fell to his knees with a "thump" and cried, "I surrender! I'm willing to sign a lifetime labor contract!" "I'm willing to go to the mining field to be the big boss! Please don't strip me of my godhead!" "I'll give you all the treasuries of the Supreme Temple! I'll give you the Universe Creation Core too!"

The universe creator, who was arrogant and domineering just a moment ago, was now crying like a 300-pound child. Dignity? Honor? In the face of absolute power, they were nothing.

Lin Ye laughed. "Wouldn't it have been easier if you were like this earlier. Qin Wentian, take people to receive all the Supreme Temple warships and captives. Fatty Wang, count the spoils; don't leave a single godhead fragment behind."

"Received!" The two immediately took action. Countless landing craft flew toward the Supreme Temple fleet. The remaining Supreme Temple soldiers had long been scared out of their wits, obediently laying down their weapons and lining up to be captured.

In less than an hour, the counting work was completed. Fatty Wang held the ledger, his voice trembling with excitement. "Brother Ye! We've made a fortune! A huge fortune!" "We captured a total of one trillion and 872 million Supreme Temple soldiers!" "We seized 10 million and 3,000 Supreme Temple warships!" "And we have all the coordinates for the Supreme Temple's treasuries; there are enough treasures inside to fill ten galaxies!" "Most importantly, we got the Universe Creation Core! Now the entire universe is under our management!"

Lin Ye nodded with satisfaction. "Very good. Arrange for these 108 Ancient Gods to be sub-supervisors of the mining field. Each person will manage 10 billion miners. If anyone fails to complete their task, strip them of one-tenth of their godhead. The Supreme God will be the big boss of the mining field, managing all supervisors and miners. If he fails to complete the task, strip him of his entire godhead and throw him to dig the hardest coal."

"Understood!" The Supreme God and the Ancient Gods turned pale when they heard this. But they dared not resist and could only nod obediently. After all, they couldn't beat Lin Ye.

Just then, Ghost suddenly ran over with a grave expression. "Brother Ye! There's an emergency!"

Lin Ye asked, "What's wrong? Who's here to deliver food again?"

Ghost took a deep breath. "I fused with the Universe Creation Core and sensed the existence of higher dimensions. There is an organization called the 'Multiverse Alliance,' and they have already discovered our existence. They say you have disrupted the balance of the multiverse and want to unite the power of all multiverses to wipe you out."

Fatty Wang asked, "How many people do they have?"

"They have united 10,000 multiverses, and each universe has sent its strongest combat power. The total troop strength exceeds 10 quadrillion, and there are 100,000 universe-level Main Gods. Moreover, their leader is the legendary Master of the Multiverse. It is expected that they will arrive in our universe in a month."

Fatty Wang instantly bristled. "Holy crap! 10 quadrillion? And 100,000 Main Gods? Are they sick in the head? To kill you, they actually united 10,000 universes?"

Qin Wentian gripped his long sword. "What are we afraid of! Kill as many as come! We have a trillion miners now, 10 million divine warships! And the Supreme God and 108 Ancient Gods as supervisors; the mining output can still increase tenfold! Never mind 10 quadrillion, even 100 quadrillion wouldn't be enough for us to fight!"

Su Qinghan frowned. "The Master of the Multiverse is the creator of all multiverses; his strength must be unfathomable. We cannot let our guard down."

Lin Ye laughed, and he laughed happier than ever before. "Great! This is really great! I was just worried that our universe was too small and the mining field wasn't enough. 10,000 multiverses is just right; it's enough for us to dig for a long time. The 100,000 Main Gods can just come over to be supervisors, and the Master of the Multiverse can be the big boss of all the mining fields."

Ghost's eyes lit up. "Brother Ye, what do you mean?"

"It means we don't have to wait for them to come." Lin Ye's eyes sharpened. "After we finish dealing with things here, we will take the initiative to attack. We'll strike directly through the dimensional barrier and go to their lair. We'll occupy all 10,000 multiverses and capture all the gods to go mining. I want to see who else in this multiverse dares to go against me, Lin Ye."

Fatty Wang instantly jumped up with excitement. "Brother Ye is awesome! I'll go with you when the time comes! I'm going to empty out the treasuries of all 10,000 multiverses!"

Qin Wentian also said excitedly, "I'll lead the Player Legion as the vanguard! I guarantee we'll wipe them out completely!"

A month later. At the edge of the dimensional barrier. A fleet that blocked out the sky was flying toward our universe in a mighty force. The Master of the Multiverse stood at the very top of the flagship, his body radiating a terrifying aura. Behind him stood 100,000 universe-level Main Gods. All the power of the 10,000 multiverses was gathered here. He had made up his mind that this time he would completely wipe out Lin Ye. He didn't know that Lin Ye had already brought the 35 billion strong Player Legion, 10 million Creator-level divine warships, and the trillion-strong cannon fodder legion. On the other side of the dimensional barrier, he had laid out a net of heaven and earth, just waiting for him to bring his 10 quadrillion lackeys and deliver them to his doorstep.